First off I need to thank kjplotts for editing my story. Second sorry about any possible confusion in regards to there being two copies of this same story on here. I boo-booed and that is all there is to it. I hope everyone read only this one as it is the copy where I thanked my editor! Also this is a work of fiction only, not real people and I have never...
She sat alone in the dark. A street-lamp below the window of her sixth-floor apartment's front room scattered some incidental light against the open drapes and threw a vague pattern on the ceiling, but very little of its illumination was able to penetrate the deep shadows of the room. There was only the orange glow of her cigarette, a winking ember floatin...
King, Jack. Dealer has a six showing. Gravy. I'm back in the game. I sweep my hand over my cards. The dealer flips her hole card, and there lies a queen. She has to hit, and she's going to bust. Money in the bank. Dealer takes her hit and pulls a five. "Twenty-one" the dealer announces, as if to rub salt into the wound. I was totally cleaned out, but felt d...
...This afternoon was the first truly last warm day of fall. The temperatures in the sixties, conjuring up out of the earth those sweet familiar smells that certify fall more surely then the leaves changing color. Finch was whistling a theme from something-Debbie thought it was Grieg. A moment later Diana Krall was singing. Finch crooned softly, without ruin...
The first time I visited The Farm I was around fourteen and on a retreat with our youth group. The big, old farmhouse and surrounding property are owned by a local church and rented out for retreats of all kinds. There is no actual "farm" per se, meaning the house isn't surrounded by fields, but it is very secluded and surrounded mostly by forest. After that...
Last spring was great because I had an amazing adventure I will never forget. Just prior to this excellent weekend that I will go into in a minute, I had been going a little stir crazy at work and I had been putting in some late hours and I was feeling a bit burnt out. In addition to this problem, was the lingering depression that seemed to be growing deep w...
Characters: Bruce Franklin: The stud, college grad, lives in West Columbia, WA Nellie Jacobs: Red-haired daughter (Twin), tall, slim, almost lanky, outdoorsie country girl Nancy Jacobs: Brown-haired daughter (Twin), tall, slim, almost lanky, domestic country girl Stanley (Stan) Jacobs: Grandfather to the twins, 'getting by rancher' Hook: A young tr...
Thursday's Child It's times like these that make me want to order a king-size bed. I preferred to snuggle next to Cassidy's soft bosom rather than Brandi's brawny ass. Good thing, my assistant didn't seem to mind. Still, I started that Thursday morning with a back-stretching yawn that woke Cass. "Sorry, Cass," I whispered as my yawn dragged. "I didn't mean...
Read the original 'Jenny' for context regarding the characters. ***** Jenny Friedman picked the perfect shade of lipstick to wear to wear for her execution today. The condemned murderess is standing just a couple feet away from me on the other side of the bars, her orange lips pouting as she waits for me to escort her to the gas chamber. Only the bars sepa...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan June 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ****************...